Billionaire Blood

chapter 6 - the plan

KATERINA MORALES NÉE SOLDANO

I woke up the next morning with a newfound sense of determination. Although I was stuck in a loveless marriage that didn't mean I had to give myself up totally. I went downstairs for breakfast and found Dante sitting on the couch watching the news. I paid him no mind as I made myself a hot tea.

"You'll have to come to my office today," Dante said as he cleared his throat, not bothering to even look up at me.

"Why," I asked looking up at him.

"My brothers are coming with a plan to get rid of the American's."

"Fine, what time are we leaving?" I sighed.

"30 minutes."

I quickly drank my tea and got myself ready. I wore a black blazer and black minidress with boots and a handbag.

When I got down, Dante was waiting for me. I said bye to Helena then got in his car. Dante's office for Mortel was 10 minutes away from my Argent headquarters.

Similarly to Dante's home, Mortel was black and sleek, with accents of gold.
(picture above ^ near the title)

As we walked in, Alexia met me at the reception and we all got into the special elevator that went straight to Dante's office. Leon and Mateo were already in there waiting for us. Leon was a little taller and muscular than Mateo who had more delicate features. You could definitely tell that they were twins though.

"Hello Dante, you took your fucking time," Leon said giving him a folder, "Katerina and Alexia, welcome to Mortel. I hope Dante's been a good husband," Leon continued giving me a small smile and handing us folders.

"Debatable," I said chuckling while Dante glared at me.

"Alright, onto the folders. We've composed a detailed report on everyone and anyone important in the American Mafia in pages 2-7. The boss, underboss, consigliere and the family. Pages 8-12 outline major drop off hubs and known locations. Lastly 13-18 summarises our plan of attack and who we'll be using for the mission," Mateo said after we all sat down.

"The success rate is 97%. The only part we're not sure about is whether the informant we have will come through," Leon continued.

"Who's the informant?" I asked.

"Natalie Sharpe. She's currently the girlfriend of the American consigliere, Liam," Dante said.

I looked at Alexia with my brows furrowed and eyes widened.

"Depuis quand Natalie travaillait-elle avec les espagnols?," I asked Alexia.
(Since when was Natalie working with the Spanish?)

"Je ne peux pas croire que cette petite garce s'est échappée de nos mains. C'est le destin que les Morales connaissent son emplacement," she replied.
(I can't believe that little bitch slipped her way out of our hands. It's destiny that the Morales' know her location.)

I turned back to the Morales' who were looking at us in confusion.

"So you know her location?" I asked and Mateo nodded, "Perfect. Set up a meeting but don't mention the French Mafia. She will come through. I'll make sure of it. Natalie and I go way back, and it would be nice to surprise her," I finished as Alexia and I smirked.

Dante texted to meet up and we agreed on the 23rd of September. A little less than 2 months from now. In the meantime we finalised the details.

"We're planning to hideout at Red Hook and intercept $12 millions dollars worth of drugs and rifles," Mateo said opening the folder.